The ancient journey of modern alchemists

"Princess, what's the matter with you?" A person came towards him, Qing Wen who was about to go out with his attendants, seeing Yan Mo covered in blood, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"It's none of your business!" Yan Mo glanced at Qingwen, then waved his sleeves away. He didn't have the slightest affection for this person, and he didn't even bother to put on a show.

"My lord, look at his attitude! You care about him in a good voice, and he just talks like that! Isn't it just because the prince dotes on him these days, he dares to treat you like this! When the prince is tired of him, then look at him What to do! It's really hateful!" Qingwen's attendant said angrily, how majestic he was when he got along with Qingwen and was favored!

"Shut up!" Qingwen was not happy when he heard what the attendant said, but instead stopped the attendant.He kept looking at Yan Mo's back, his eyes sparkled, although Yan Mo was covered in blood, but based on Qingwen's experience, he knew that Yan Mo was not injured, the blood on his body was obviously someone else's.

"But..." The attendant was still a little unwilling, and wanted to defend Qingwen.

"Didn't you hear when I told you to shut up?" Qingwen shouted loudly, his expression distorted, looking very scary, the attendant immediately fell silent and didn't dare to say another word.

"Go and find out what's going on!" Qingwen took a deep look at the direction Yan Mo was leaving, calmed down the anger in his heart, and said to the attendants.

"Yes!" The servant replied.

Then Qingwen turned around and walked back to his small courtyard.

Seeing Qingwen leave, the attendant opened his mouth and closed it again. He originally wanted to ask Qingwen if he wanted to go out for a walk, why did he suddenly change his mind and go back?But the attendant chose not to ask in the end. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qingwen was angry now, and he was just looking for scolding by talking too much!

Qingwen returned to his small courtyard, looked around for no one, closed the door and entered his room. Suddenly, a jade flute appeared in his hand. The texture of the jade flute was transparent, and it looked very pleasing to the eye.I saw Qingwen put the jade flute to his lips, and his luck was blowing slowly. If someone was here, he would be surprised. Why can't the jade flute make a sound?Is it broken?

But Qingwen didn't think so, he was still blowing slowly, his slender white jade fingers dexterously tapped, his eyes were fixed on the jade flute, and his face was a bit sullen.

Not long after, a little white mouse came running from nowhere. The whole body of the white mouse was snow-white without a trace of variegation. It was particularly conspicuous in the daytime. A pair of small eyes were very agile, as if it could think. The speed was very fast, even surprisingly fast, it appeared at Qingwen's feet in the blink of an eye, and the little white mouse jumped onto the low stool with a light leap. A mouse can easily jump on it, so this is no ordinary mouse.

Seeing the little white mouse appear, Qingwen's complexion eased. He put down the jade flute in his hand, gently picked up the little mouse and placed it on the table, then quickly wrote a note with some pen and ink. The words written are also very small, but the writing is extremely fast, and the content has already been conceived on the way back.

Finally, rolled up the small note, opened the mouse's mouth and stuffed it in, letting the mouse leave.

After doing all this, Qingwen squinted at the direction the little white mouse left, and groaned in his heart.

"There are mice!" "There are mice!" Suddenly an uncoordinated voice came from the room.

"Who is it!" Qingwen was startled, and looked around, is there anyone in his room?

"There are mice!" "There are mice!" The voice said exactly the same thing on both sides.

Qingwen walked slowly towards the window, his eyes focused on the parrot, it was a very beautiful parrot, fat and fat, with smooth feathers and bright colors, it lowered its head to comb the He licked his feathers a few times.

"There are mice!" "There are mice!" The parrot looked up, and this time Qingwen saw clearly that it was the parrot that was speaking. This parrot was bought by Qingwen when he was shopping, but he didn't expect Qi Yeming to like it after buying it. , Sometimes he would come over to tease him when he had nothing to do, which was really beyond Qingwen's expectation, but because Qi Yeming liked it, he has been carefully raising it.

But today it turned out to be this guy who scared me!Looking at the parrot entertaining itself, Qingwen showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and he approached the parrot step by step.

The sun slanted in from the window, and the light and shadow fell on the ground. A bright red feather fell quietly, swinging slowly, as if dancing in the air, and as if it did not want to be stained with dust on the ground, as time passed slowly , this feather finally got close to the ground, and finally stopped moving. From a distance, it looked like bright red blood.